The Second Master’s Little Ancestor’s Vest Fell To the Ground

The squab was stewed in no time.

When the servant brought it to the table and opened the lid, the medicinal materials tasted delicious, and a faint medicinal fragrance rushed to the face.

There are a few red dates floating on the slightly white surface of the soup, and the tender meat is slightly turned, which makes people's appetite come up all at once.

Everyone was silent for a moment, the taste was so delicious that people couldn't help but salivate.

What the hell is this food that people eat? What did they eat before?

A Yuan, take a sip quickly.

Mu Changying was holding the porcelain bowl of the little panda in both hands, pawing at the rice continuously, looking at Rong Liyuan expectantly.

good.

He picked up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth. The pigeon meat was tender and not greasy, and it crumbled when chewed.

Take a spoonful of soup and taste it slowly, the meat is full of fragrance, with a hint of Chinese medicine and sweet red dates...

It's delicious, and my Yingbao is just amazing.

This culinary skill is absolutely incomparable to the top chefs in China. It makes people have an endless aftertaste after eating it. They will never forget it and want to try it again.

Rong Liyuan was blowing rainbow farts solemnly.

But the immaturity of this skill makes it sound extraordinarily fake.

He doesn't care what others think, in his heart Yingbao is the best no matter what he does.

Rong Liyuan joined in with his strength, the rice in the bowl was not touched, and the other dishes were not mixed, and the pigeons in the pot were almost bottomed out.

...

When Bai Mo smelled this tempting fragrance, the insectivores in his stomach were all attracted.

He pursed his lips and swallowed his saliva, the smell was too uncomfortable even if he blocked his nose.

Ah Yuan, we have clearly agreed that we can't eat so much, or our stomach will feel uncomfortable.

Seeing this, Mu Changying frowned unhappily and stretched out his chopsticks to interrupt him from continuing to eat.

Overeating is not good for your health, you have to learn to restrain yourself.

Snapped--

Rong Liyuan's chopsticks were instantly knocked off the table.

Bai Mo, who was watching silently, felt that his opportunity had come and ran over.

Madam, it's a pity to throw away the unfinished food. The country has taught us to cherish food waste, which is shameful.

Look... why don't you leave the rest to me to destroy?

Butler Sun, who was a beat behind, wanted to beat his chest and stamp his feet on the spot, why was this kid ahead of him?

Didn't you see that he was already an old bone? This guy doesn't understand the traditional virtues of respecting the old and loving the young?

The man looked very poor and hungry.

There was a hint of sympathy in Mu Changying's eyes, the kid didn't know how long he hadn't eaten.

She nodded, waved her hand and said, Of course...

Before he finished speaking, Rong Liyuan beckoned to the maid standing beside him.

This soup is good. Put it in the refrigerator for me. I'll drink it tomorrow morning.

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Bai Mo gloomyly, and the fierce light in his eyes was shocking.

...

Bai Mo shrank his neck, and realized what stupid thing he had just done when his life was in danger.

Butler Sun snorted coldly, not to mention contemptuous expression.

See, this is what happens when you shoot a bird with a gun.

Fortunately, he is smart and knows how to watch first.

Obviously I can't grab it, but I still think it is so beautiful and refined.

I'm not sure, Ah Yuan, how can you eat leftovers?

Just let Xiao Momo eat these, and I will make other delicious things for you tomorrow.

Mu Changying stood up with a groan, and patted the table heavily with her small hands, her white and tender face was full of seriousness and coldness.

She was full of aura, posing as the mistress of the house and ordered the maid to come back.

...

Bai Mo felt that he had been shot only one millimeter away from his heart.

Mu Changying swept her phoenix eyes and yelled softly, Xiao Momo, why don't you hurry up and get your food?

Bai Mo's eyes glistened, and he snatched the casserole from the maid's hand with lightning speed, Thank you, Ma'am, for the meal.

Woooooo...Madam is really kind-hearted, and he will never call her a little girl again.